Chapter 245 Can't Hit the Home Run

Calista's gaze traveled from Lucian's arm to his face, and she couldn't help but notice his thick, well-groomed hair, which seemed to be meticulously maintained.

Lucian furrowed his brows, puzzled by the affectionate look in her eyes.

"Why are you staring at me like that?"

Calista responded casually, "I think you look rather handsome."

A mischievous idea of playfully cutting Lucian's hair crossed her mind. Lucian didn't pick up on the subtle undertone of her reply.

He interpreted her remark as a compliment, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. Nevertheless, his smile faded as he considered that this might be the only redeeming quality Calista saw in him.

Lucian asked, "Do you question it when I say it's always been you?"

Calista paused briefly, then responded, "I suppose we were mere acquaintances before our marriage."

That was a bit of an overstatement. Lucian and Calista were practically strangers. They didn't even exchange nods when they bumped into each other, especially